Hey guys! How are you? Been a week since I last updated! And you all know I was busy reviewing for our exam.
And it’s already finished and I promise to write a chapter after my exam was finished.
So here's CHAPTER 22! :)
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FLOR’S POV
I never cried for a long time since my mum died. And every time a tear slides down my cheek I always remember how on that one of those years, I’m crying and not even paying attention to what the world is doing. I was alone, I was vulnerable, and I was a mess. Even my dad left me dreading for my own, the only one I got was my grandmother that even stood to be my guardian when no one’s there.
Tears were sliding down my cheeks and I can’t stop them from falling. The moment I saw their lips connected I was torn. I knew her, and always seen her face to every magazines and articles I read. She is beautiful, she’s fit, she’s famous, and she has a great voice. I mean what can an average Florence Sparks compete with this famous singer? I’m just a regular girl working on a cafe shop for a living. I guess the only thing I’m not envious about her was her personality…she’s a pain in the ass.
Even if how much I hate the way she talks to me, I gave her a very polite smile and walked out. And when she asked me who I am, I can’t even form the words that I’m supposed to say. What am I suppose to say? ‘Hey! I’m Flor, Harry’s best friend who I secretly love’
Even if how much I tried to stop myself from crying in front of Harry, I gave in and let the tears run down my face. I ran as fast as I could when I’m a good meter away from Harry. I don’t know where my feet are going all I knew is that my eyes were so blurry I can’t even see which way. I bumped to someone making me stumble, with my butt having an impact with the floor.
With all the tears that are covering my eyes, I saw a blurry vision of a person. He helps me up as I quickly wipe my tears.
“Are you okay, Flor?” The boy who obviously was Zayn asks me, with concern written all over his face.
“I’m just having a lot of things in my head lately.” I said nonchalantly and fake a smile.
“Are you sure you’re okay? Because for me you’re far from okay.” He observes and looks at me very carefully.
I can feel his stare on me but I gave more interest with the floor and look at it instead.
“Look at me and tell me you’re okay.” He demands as he tried to pull my chin up.
“I’m fine, Zayn.” I said without looking at him but looking at the wall behind him.
“You’re a terrible liar.” He laughs loudly, his laughs echoing the empty hallway.
I look at him for the first time and his smile was never leaving his face. He looks like he’s not even having a problem with his life, his face looks like a child opening gifts on Christmas. He looks happy.
“Come on, let’s just eat ice cream, watch chick flicks and forget about everything that’s going inside your head.” He said as he reach for my hand and drag me to their flat. It was just meters away from Lou and Harry’s flat.
The boys’ flat was of course not different from all the boys’ room. Messy.
I can see their clothes scattered from different places on the room: on the sofa, on the TV, on the floor and even in the kitchen counter.
“No offence but, you boys live like you’re pigs; this flat is messier than their pigsty.” I said as I scrunched my forehead with how messy their flat is.
“No offence taken. We’re boys! What do you expect?” He laughs as he tried to pick all the clothes scattered on the floor. I help him and put them on the wash bin.
“Just sit there; I’ll make us some popcorn.” He said as I sat on the couch and wait for Zayn to comeback.
When he did, he was bringing a bowl of popcorn and one bucket of ice cream.
“Where are the boys by the way?” I ask as I look around the room. The flat was dead silent without the boys’ loud voices.
“Niall went out to buy a new guitar and Liam had a dinner with Danielle.” He said plopping his feet on the coffee table.
I nod my head and continue watching the movie. I don’t even know what the title is, I’m just too caught out with the things in my head that I can’t even remember at least one character in the movie.
Harry this. Harry that.
What’s with him that with a say of his name it gives my stomach butterflies?
I don’t know what that boy made me feel but I knew that it never was easy falling in love with your best friend.
It never was easy falling in love.
It’s not easy, now that he’s giving me the reason to fall in love again.
“Flor?” Zayn asks suddenly as he looks at me. I can see from the corner of my eye he was staring at me worriedly. When I didn’t respond he continue.
“Why are you crying?” He asks, I look at him in shock and knit my eyebrows in confusion. I wasn—maybe I was. I didn’t even notice that there were drops of liquid sliding down my face.
After long minutes of silence I spoke up. Maybe it’s not bad to let someone know how you are feeling…I mean they said it will make you feel better once you let it out.
“Have you ever felt like shouting at yourself for doing something you shouldn’t have?” I ask him with my focus on the movie that was on pause on the TV screen.
I can see on the corner of my eyes he’s confuse to where I was going with this. There was silence and that gives me the queue to continue.
“The feeling when you shouldn’t but your heart tells you to go on.” As I close my eyes for a brief second the tears were still falling on my face.
“The feeling when you’re falling deeply in love with someone you shouldn’t have. Those were the times I want to scream and shout at myself.”
“Because I was falling for the wrong guy.” I said like a whisper.
“I’m falling in love with my best friend.” I said and I found myself on Zayn’s arms trying to comfort me. I was gripping his shirt tightly and made Zayn’s shirt wet with all the tears that was on my cheeks.
And every tear's like a waterfall, it continues to fall fast, just like how I was falling in love with Harry…
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And of course I wouldn’t forget about Zayn’s 20th Birthday today! So…HAAAAPPPPY BIRTHDAY ZAYN!!!! xxxx :*
Oh and the Kiss You music video, how can I forgot about that? Psh. It was one fun music video! ohhh the Zarry moment, have you seen it?! It’s quite fun to watch Harry’s ‘professional’ skiing moves… ;)
And congratulations to Niall for passing his driver's test! :)
Let me just share something… Alyssa’s words of wisdom: “Don’t forget to do stretching when you’re about to play badminton, coz the next day your body’s in pain…”
And that’s true, my friends and I played badminton yesterday and we forgot to do some stretching so all of us were having a problem sitting and standing up properly…uhm, we can be idiot sometimes. :B
Well that’s my advice, and I hope you like this chapter!
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Lovelots,
Sai xx
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